1080, lose the battle but not the battle

"Come here.|"

It was just a casual remark to Feng Qingchen, but it was a difficult choice for Zhezhe. Everything he had experienced in the Ninth Prince's Mansion during this period made him understand that not everyone would treat him as well as his father, and not everyone would allow him to be beaten and killed like those people he had killed.

Zhezhe was a little afraid of Feng Qingchen, but thinking that Feng Qingchen had never hit him and always applied medicine to him every time he saw him, Zhezhe hesitated for a moment and moved to Feng Qingchen's side.

The wounds on his body were very painful, and he hoped Feng Qingchen could help him.

Zhezhe's gentleness made Feng Qingchen feel better. He pulled Zhezhe into his arms and let him lie on top of him, but Zhezhe refused: "Dirty."

"I'm not much clean either." With blood on her hands, she acts arrogantly and fearlessly. She is not much better than Zhezhe, or even worse than Zhezhe. At least Zhezhe would not use some specious reasons to cover up his crimes like she did.

Feng Qingchen pulled Zhezhe to his side and let him lie on his legs. Zhezhe did not resist and lay motionless obediently with his legs slightly closed, looking drowsy.

Feng Qingchen opened the medical kit without any hesitation, took out the medicine from it, and cleaned Zhezhe's wound. Zhezhe endured the pain without saying a word.

Having found something to do, Feng Qingchen concentrated on carefully cleaning Zhezhe's wound, not thinking about other things for the time being, and felt surprisingly calm.

The carriage turned out of the street where the palace was located and merged into the traffic. People and cars on the road, when they saw the sign of the Ninth Prince's Palace, they all avoided it one by one, not daring to compete for the road.

When they reached the fork, the driver didn't know where to go, so he slowed down and asked, "Miss Feng, where are you going?"

"Go home." After Feng Qingchen finished speaking, he realized what he had said and quickly added, "Go to Feng Mansion."

For the driver, going home means going back to the Ninth Prince's Palace. |

"Yes." The coachman drove the carriage to the left lane and prepared to head towards Feng Mansion.

When the carriage from the Ninth Prince's Palace came out, not only would everyone make way, but it would also attract everyone pointing and talking. Even if Feng Qingchen didn't want to listen, those voices still made their way into his ears.

"It's the Ninth Prince's carriage. Look, it's really the Ninth Prince's carriage."

"Hey, this doesn't seem to be the carriage that the Ninth Prince usually rides in. Who is in the carriage?"

“Haha, if it wasn’t the Ninth Prince, who else would ride in the Ninth Prince’s carriage and parade through the streets?”

"You are just a sparrow that has flown to a tree branch. You really think you are a phoenix. Even if you ride in the carriage of the Ninth Prince's Palace, you are not the Ninth Prince's Consort."

…

Princess Yaohua and Princess Anping were sitting in the teahouse drinking tea. When they heard the noise downstairs, they took a look and Princess Yaohua said with a smile, "Feng Qingchen must be feeling guilty, so he needs to rely on these things to prove his status."

"She has no right to do so, and she can only rely on these things to keep up appearances." Princess Anping said in a flat tone, glanced at them and then put them away.

Princess Yaohua showed a strange smile on her lips and said to the guards behind her: "Go, invite Miss Feng to come up and have a cup of tea."

"yes."

"Wait." Princess Anping said, and Princess Yaohua asked in confusion: "Anping, what's wrong with you?" Such a good opportunity, how could it be missed.

"Imperial sister-in-law, there is no need for us to add insult to injury. We don't have to do anything. Her situation is embarrassing enough. Why give people a chance to talk about her?" Beiling has been urging her to get married. Princess Anping will soon marry Beiling. Perhaps because of the impending marriage, Princess Anping has become much more sensible.

"Anping is right." Princess Yaohua forced a smile.

She really didn't want to miss the opportunity to ridicule Feng Qingchen. Thinking of the embarrassment she encountered at the wedding, Princess Yaohua couldn't help but get angry. But she was now the Princess Chun of Dongling, not Princess Yaohua of Xiling. In Dongling, she couldn't hurt Anping's face too much, so she could only watch Feng Qingchen's carriage pass by right under her nose.

However, Princess Yaohua felt relieved after thinking about it. Although her mother was dead, her royal brother regained the trust of his father and was still the crown prince of Xiling. She still had her powerful maternal family to rely on. She was much stronger than Feng Qingchen.

Yaohua was relieved, but Feng Qingchen's troubles continued. She did not confront Yaohua and Anping, but ran into Chu Changhua.

The carriage turned into a narrow road and saw another carriage coming from the opposite direction. The driver had no intention of giving way to the other carriage, but when the two carriages were about to approach, he saw the other carriage's sign and asked Feng Qingchen, "Miss Feng, is this Chu Cheng's carriage?"

At the same time, Chu Changhua's driver also said, "Miss, this is the carriage from the Ninth Prince's Mansion."

"Move." Feng Qingchen and Chu Changhua spoke at almost the same time, and the coachman also stopped the carriage aside in tacit understanding. The final result was that everyone stopped.

"Miss Feng, Chu Cheng has given way to us." The coachman was not surprised at all. In Dongling, who would dare not give way to the carriage of the Ninth Prince's Mansion?

"Then let's go."

"Miss, the Ninth Prince's Mansion has made way for us." The city dweller of Chucheng said in surprise.

Chu Changhua was also surprised, and then he understood and said: "It seems that the person sitting in the carriage is not the Ninth Prince. She dares to use the carriage of the Ninth Prince's Mansion. It must be Feng Qingchen. I have always wanted to meet her. Now that I have met her, let's go and see her."

After saying this, she sent the maidservant beside her to ask.

"Miss Feng, the carriage opposite belongs to Miss Chu Changhua, the eldest daughter of Chu City. She sent a little maid over and asked if she could get in the carriage for a chat." It would be very rude to leave under such circumstances.

"Send her away." Feng Qingchen had no intention of arguing with Chu Changhua, but Chu Changhua refused to give up. When the little maid heard the coachman's refusal, she hurried back, and then Chu Changhua got out of the carriage.

"Miss Feng, Miss Chu is here in person." The coachman said again.

"Got it." Feng Qingchen responded and helped Zhezhe up: "Sit down first, I have a guest."

Feng Qingchen didn't want to see Chu Changhua, not only because she felt there was nothing to see, but also because she looked really embarrassed at the moment. Although she didn't necessarily have to change into new clothes before meeting guests, it was still quite rude to meet strangers with blood all over her body and hands.

"Changhua has long heard of Miss Feng's great name. I am taking the liberty to request an audience with her. I hope Miss Feng will forgive Changhua's rudeness." Although Chu Changhua is bolder than other women, she is not unruly and has all the necessary etiquette.

"Miss Changhua, you are too polite. Qingchen is not well-dressed and is not suitable to meet guests. Please forgive me, Miss Changhua." Feng Qingchen refused again.

Chu Changhua quickly apologized: "It was Changhua who was reckless. There is a load of clean new clothes in Changhua's car. If Miss Feng doesn't mind, Changhua will take them over so that Miss Feng can change into them."

Feng Qingchen could not refuse this.

"Thank you, Miss Chu. There are injured people in my carriage, so there is no point in changing into clean clothes." Feng Qingchen wiped the blood off his hands slowly, glanced at the colorful coat on his body, and lifted the curtain nonchalantly.

Chu Changhua had made up his mind to meet her today, so let him meet her. Not to mention that with her status, she was not qualified to sit in the carriage and talk to Chu Changhua. Even if she had that qualification, she would have to come out since Chu Changhua came to her.

It's better to lose the battle than the people. The outside world has already spread that Feng Qingchen is an abandoned woman. If she doesn't come out, the rumors will become even worse...